[Abandoned]Matthew, a 16 Year Old teen from Chennai, India dies and finds himself reborn as Shaun Summers. He tries to navigate the mystery of his rebirth and memory retention in spite of the said rebirth and goes on an adventure. But things are alw...
A/N: Thank You for nearly 50+ views and 11 votes so far. Some important reveals await Shaun and Buffy in this chapter. As usual Thank You zwritessssyou are awesome. I know I told it might take some time for this chapter to come out but turns out I was feeling more creative than ever. So, here we go.
"waah waah waah" I was unable to speak as I had a gag over my mouth.
"Right.." Buffy removed the gag from my mouth.
"Ok. So Buffy, Giles what are you guys up to?" I asked them as I started feeling my mouth free without the gag limiting my speaking capabilities.
"How long have you been lying to me? Is this some sort of a game between you and the monk I visited earlier?" Buffy was teary-eyed.
"Buffy, what monk? What are you talking about?" My not being honest with Buffy had caught up to me but I tried to read what exactly was going on and how long I could keep my ruse.
"You are not my brother. You are just a thing inserted into my life by them. And you remember that you're not my brother too. Come on! Out with it!" Buffy was crying in a full high pitched voice now and full-on sobbing as well.
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"Buffy, please please I'll explain everything I know honestly just please don't cry" Although the things Buffy said hurt me, it hurt me even more seeing her cry.
"Ok, Buffy before I explain can you please remove the ropes that you've tied on both of my hands and my legs" I gestured my head towards both my hands which were each tied to a hand each of the legs of the chair and my legs which was each tied to the front legs of the same chair.
Buffy and Giles gave each other a look.
"Come on. You know I don't have anywhere else to go. Anyone else to go to" I tried to appeal to her sentimental nature which did work luckily and I was out of the ropes in both my hands and legs.
I opened and closed my palms and wagged both my legs to take in the fact that I am free.
"Ok. What do you want to know?" I asked her.
"Who are you? What are you? What do you want?" Ouch. Straight to the point.
My head started showing a black screen to my face as the feeling of getting choked under water and the irritated lungs came back. It was my turn to cry as tears now started streaming out from my face.
Buffy's concern started to show on her face but she steeled back up.
"Right. My name was Matthew. I am an Indian" Suddenly Buffy and Giles stood in front of me with crossbows. How the hell did they manage to take crossbows quickly?
"Woah! Woah! Not the native American Indian. Like an actual Indian. You know from the country India. You must have heard of Gandhi surely" I raised up my hand in defence and rambled about anything that might not get me killed. Being academically studious and listening to history classes saved my life.
